Why I hate the Wachowski’s Cloud Atlas

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I didn’t start this blog to dunk on anything or bitch about media I dislike. Generally I try and support stuff I find interesting and share obscure things from the nooks and crannies of culture that I like and use what little of a platform I have here to shine some light on stuff I like and would like to see getting more support. Today’s post will be a rare departure from that. I’m not doing this because the thing under discussion is spectacularly bad to the point where it needs a major takedown but because in discussing why I don’t like it I think there’s something interesting to be said and possible lessons to be taken. 

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Cloud Atlas is a big screen adaption of a novel of the same name by the author David Mitchell, and that’s the author as opposed to the guy who played Mark on Peep Show and has published at least one book of nonfiction which may or may not be as good as Business Secrets of the Pharohs and of whom I confess I am a bit of a fan. Different David Mitchell they just share a professional name.

Anyway, I very rarely will not finish a film I’ve set down to watch after the first couple of minutes but the time I tried to watch Cloud Atlas was one of the rare occasions where I tapped out. I don’t recall exactly at which point but it felt like ages in and I have not attempted it again.

I had been looking forwards to it too. I had generally liked the Wachowski sister’s work. As a devotee of Alan Moore Thought I had been disinclined to like any V adaption but with a few criticisms and caveats I ended up liking their version and consider it one of the few “good” Moore adaptions. I loved the Matrix and have time for the sequels, inferior though they are, and consider The Animatrix some of the best cyberpunk media. I also liked the book which I read in one go on a particularly long bus trip from Sheffield to Belfast. On paper the two seemed like a good fit. They’d done complex sprawling sci-fi before, surely they could do this?

Well, no. As much as I hate people who are real purists over source material in this one instance I am very much that guy. My fundamental gripe with it is that they abandoned the structure of the books, the sextette structure which to me seemed like the whole point of the novel was ditched to make it more palatable and they hollowed out a lot of the important stuff in favour of the least interesting most superficial parts. 

If you’re not familiar with the book or don’t know what a sextette is, let me explain.

A sextette is a structure often found in classical music but not elsewhere. If you have an interest in classical and have a favourite composer look it up, they may well have one. What you have is a piece composed of six distinct parts that can sound quite different or similar but with a different lead instrument but have consistent musical themes that connect them all as a singular piece. 

What David Mitchell did was to go, cool, what if I did a book like that? A single book composed of six parts that each feel like their own thing, of different genre, written in a different style like they’re from different authors with some loose connective tissue in the story but consistent themes of enslavement, exploitation and captivity. The book starts with the first section of which you get the first half, then the first half of the second and so on up to the sixth part which plays out in its entirety, finishing followed by the rest of the fifth then the fourth and so on backwards until you get the second half of the first section, finishing where it started. I don’t know if that’s a common way of arranging a sextette in music or Mitchells innovation but that’s what the book is and it’s a cool and interesting read. He very much frontloads the significance of the structure with the title, in the book The Cloud Atlas Sextette is a piece of music that appears in different parts of the text at crucial junctures, the second story being concerned to some extent with its composition.

The Sextette of stories also go backwards and forwards through time. Part 1 is set in the 19th century, part 2 later in the early 20th, and so on till we get to 5 which is set in the cyberpunk far future and the last section in its post-apocalyptic further future.

The film ditches the structure altogether, this is its cardinal sin.

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To illustrate why that’s an issue I’ll now bring up the Peter Jackson Lord Of The Rings Trilogy as a point of comparison, specifically the second two films. In the Two Towers and Return of the King novels there's a two book structure, first book follows everyone except Sam and Frodo around Rohan and Isenguard, mostly Aragorn Legolas and Gimli but eventually Gandalf, Merry and Pippin as the first group catches up with them and get filled in on what they've been up to. Book 2 is all Frodo, Sam and Gollum as they approach Mordor over roughly the same timeframe as the previous section. In The Return of the King, same kind of deal first book everything else in the War of the Ring from the fall of Isenguard up to the survivors of the siege of Minas Tirith heading off to the Black Gate for the show down with the forces of Mordor. The last book then picks up with the ringbearer party where they left off at the end of The Two Towers and follows them to mount doom and beyond to the end.

Now do the films stick to that structure? Nah. It’s fine on the page but it there wouldn't be any point doing it that way on film. The films flit between what's going on at a given time with the two or three different groups of characters, sometimes using those to set up little mini cliff-hangers etc. It’s all good because in the language of cinema it makes perfect sense.

In the film Cloud Atlas, like in Jacksons The Lord of The Rings, they ditch the structure in favour of skipping between the stories and in this case it doesn't work, because you're unmoored in time skipping between six discreet stories with minimal connection to each other up and down the shared timeline instead of between things that are happening at around the same time across different locations. It’s a constant random churn. Many critics of the film find this not just needlessly abrasive to the senses but literally confusing. A common observation of the film even from its defenders is that it is hard to know what is actually going on without having read the book. That to me is a fundamental flaw. You shouldn’t have to know the source material of a thing that’s been adapted to parse it. If it doesn’t stand on its own two feet as an art-object in itself then what is the point of it? A film that been adapted from something else can choose not to follow the source and have a certain ambiguity that the source makes explicit and still be good, great even. I’ve not read it but I have read that in the novel Under The Skin the motivations of the alien MC are much les subtle and its got a much more explicit message. Does that mean that the film is “solved” since reading the book answers a lot of the questions and dispels the ambiguity cultivated by the film? Nope, the film is its own thing, the mystery adding to the vibe and its purposefully just showing you the events and letting you draw your own conclusion. Or another classic example would be Blade Runner, in the novel Phil K Dick has no time for moral ambiguities, Batty and Crew are canonically baddies and less than human, Dekkard gets gaslit into thinking he might be a replicant for a couple of chapters but definitely isn’t. In that sense the book is imo worse than the film. People can make sense of these films on their own terms. They aren’t just literally confused by the editing.

Another thing that I don’t like is that the things in the books outside the structure that connect each of the stories are very loose, subtle and intangible. These are brought to the fore in the film and what was subtle made explicit to the detriment of the themes. Some of the characters in the different timelines share a birth mark which seems to imply that they are either related or are reincarnations of each other. The book doesn’t dwell on this point or its significance, the film makes a big deal out of it. It was never what the book was supposed to be about. When you see the film being described like on IMDB or something it always gets brought up.

I feel like all this fuckery was only done because if they'd kept something like the original sextette structure in the screenplay it would have been deemed too weird to ever get out of the slush pile even with that cast and the pre-Jupiter Ascending Wachowski sisters behind it. I could imagine an indie film doing this and it being deemed too “Art House" just on that basis. The production of Block Busters is a lot more regimented and formulaic than would allow for something like that. Without the structure they had to make the film about something, hence the over emphasis on that loose connective tissue. This was just about the end of race swapping actors not being considered really bad crack so we get Tom Hanks in Yellowface because of this.

Could it have been better had they stuck to the structure? Wellll…. I’m not sure that a feature film would be the right medium in the first place and can’t help but think that it might have been better as prestige TV. In a show they could say do it as six episodes in two parts with each having the first two parts of the story then episode 4 finish the second half of part six and five and the rest in descending order. They could keep the essence of the book by having the different sections being shot in a different style even different film stock and all that like retro film producers do, eg Mandy, The Love Witch, The Lighthouse and the films of Mark Jenkin. The section with the composers in black and white, the spy stuff like a 60s American TV, doing The Orison of Soom-Yi like a cyberpunk anime and preferably in the classic OVA style, the bit in the old folks home like a 90s British TV drama etc. I reckon the structural weirdness would be something a modern prestige TV watching audience would be up for now in a way that film goers of the early 2010s wouldn’t have.

I don’t know if that will ever happen. These are just my thoughts. 

10 Great Fantasy Stand Alone Novels (Part 2)

Legend by David Gemmell

Ok so now we’re getting into the territory of what one might consider “proper fantasy”. Gemmell in his day was the big don-dada of straight up two fisted action adventure fantasy. While he did not write long interconnected series many of his books share a universe with the others. This one, Legend is but the first in a whole series of the  world of the Drenai, who are a sort of western coded people (though not specifically Greek or Germanic or even Celtic) and takes place at a pivotal moment in their long resistance to the incursions of the Mongol-coded Nadir tribesmen (which thankfully manages to dodge a lot of the dodgy orientalist tropes that one can get what fantasy decides to dip into that tainted well for inspiration).

It’s the story of the siege of Dros Delnoch, that last outpost of the Drenai on their northern frontier holding the gap between two great mountain ranges, a choke point that the Nadir must overcome before then can pass into the lands of the Drenai and is told from the perspective of the defenders.

So far so very so very much what one might expect from a fantasy novel, its Helms Deep but a whole book. What makes it special is what Gemmel himself was bringing to it. By all accounts he was a very genial and kind man, but he was a big dude and while he cut his teeth writing as a stringer on the local beat in his home town of Hastings, he was also a bouncer and grew up around a lot of other big tough guys for whom violence was a normal part of their lives like his beloved step father Bill. There’s a lot in here about masculinity of the decidedly non toxic variety. Also, I was not aware of this the first time I read it but on hearing about it made perfect sense; when Gemmell was writing Legend he had had a cancer diagnosis and legitimately didn’t know if this was going to be the only novel he would ever get to write. It was essentially a form of therapy, the siege of the fortress was him resisting the threat of a potentially life ending illness. The characters in the book, particularly the titular Druss The Legend (based on his stepdad) were his imaginative actualisation of the fighting spirits of those people and the lessons they’d taught him over the course of his life deployed against the existential crisis he was facing down.

Luckily for us, he got over the cancer and though he would die relatively young at 58 of heart disease he would go on to give us some absolute bangers, Echoes of The Great Song, Dark Moon and my favourites the 4 part Rigante series, the first two of which are his take on the Arthurian mythos. So if you read and enjoy Legend there’s a whole body of work of admittedly variable but mostly high quality fantasy for you to get stuck into. But Legend is the best place to start. If you are only ever going to read one David Gemmell book this is very much the one.

Weaveworld by Clive Barker

When horror authors jump genre they tend to bring a certain flavour with them. This fantasy novel from
the horror author Clive Barker who created Hellraiser and whose shorts inspired Candyman and The Midnight Meat Train definitely have a lot in them that is of the macabre and horrific. It’s a portal fantasy about magical beings hiding in a world contained, as the title suggests within the warp and weft of an intricately patterned carpet. Set in the Liverpool of the 80s, the shadow of Thatcherism and the radical kick back against that in that city with the poll tax riots and a Trotskyist faction running the city council add a lot of grit and a profound sense of place and moment to the world building. Our protagonists are all decidedly working class heroes, one of the villains seems to be the embodiment of capital and another is a bitter old cop.

Barker has also never been one to shy away from the intersection between the horrific and the erotic and while used sparingly there are definitely some passages in this that are on the spicy side of things so be warned, this is not for kids or anyone who isn’t comfortable with that type of thing. You will likely squirm at one scene in particular, no spoilers but suffice to say that it’s a memorable depiction of the monstrous feminine specifically the mother aspect. What you should get out of this is again a really good story that rollicks along and keeps you guessing as it unfolds with some great flights of fancy and Barker’s elegant and evocative prose.

Piranesi by Susanna Clarke

Clarke came right out of nowhere back in the early 00s with Johnathan Strange and Mr Norrell, a historical fantasy about rival magicians set in early 19^th century Britain. It was a darling of the critics and genre fans alike, one that both the literary world and genre fiction readers could really get behind, like a latter day Doris Lessing. If I had read it myself instead of just watching the apparently very accurate and faithful TV adaptation it might be on here, but I have not. I did read her long anticipated and much shorter though no less lauded follow up Piranesi which came out only a couple of years ago making this the most recent book on this list. Clarke unfortunately for everyone is a long term sufferer of CFS and only produces a book every decade or so, so it behoves us to appreciate them when she does, and appreciate it I did.

Piranesi is the journal of a man with a dodgy memory who finds himself in a huge Gormenghastian mansion which is half full of sea water and has its own tidal system referred to only as The House. As far as he’s aware, this is it, him and the mysterious and enigmatic figure referred to as The Other who shows up occasionally to speak to him are the only two living entities in the entire universe. The human remains of the dozen or so other people he finds around The House are the only other people that ever have existed. Without giving too much away, obviously we as the reader know that there’s something not quite right going on there, particularly as The Other makes to us what are clearly ominous references to places and things from the real world. It’s a short book and it gives up the goods in a nicely paced and well executed fashion so if any of that has you intrigued enough to look into getting a copy and having a look for yourself, you’re in for a treat.

Jerusalem by Alan Moore

Alan Moore is for my money the greatest living writer at least in the English language. After blazing a trail through the comics industry becoming the undisputed king of 80s/90s writers he, after a lot of provocation and bad deals took a sickner with that whole side of the cultural sphere and concentrated on writing fiction. 

His first novel Voice of The Fire was a psycho-geographical exploration of his home city from the first human settlers in that part of the world through to the present of 1997 when the books was written, which is essentially him writing in first person as he takes a walk around his neighbourhood. As great as that was, and indeed worth reading in its own right, it was but a taster for Jerusalem, in which he draws on local history, his own family history and such knowledge as he has gleaned from his own esoteric investigations (the man is a fully accredited practicing IRL wizard) he restates the case made in Voice of the Fire for Northampton city, and specifically his local district The Burroughs being not just the geographical centre of Britain but also of the world in general, indeed of life the universe and everything.

It’s a weighty tome, the longest book on this list by far and its not always an easy read. It is one which will sometimes require careful study to get your head around certain parts of it, especially the section where he’s in character as Lucia Joyce and goes full on Finnegan’s Wake with the prose (no one will blame you for skipping that section tbh), but it’s eminently readable and rewarding for those prepared to pull up their big boy smarty pants and make the effort. It is about a lot of things, the nature of time and reality itself. The Nietzschean notion of eternal recurrence, the degradation of life under what once were important and thriving urban centres by neoliberalism. Its about art and the necessity of making art, ever if its not something you’ll make a living off and its just for you (aka why I keep writing this fucking blog that nobody reads lol). It is rich, textured, funny as hell and if you’re in the right frame of mind for it may rewire your consciousness and cure your todesangst, if that’s a thing you’ve had to deal with in your life.

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And so we come to the last and by no means least book on this list. A few years ago I would 100% have had Coraline by Neil Gaiman on here and be talking about it right now but since all the stuff came out its just like nah. As much as the books themselves are all great and whatever weird shit he got up to in his private life very little of it ends up on the page, unlike other problematic authors, looking at You Marion Zimmerman Bradley (and yes I did read a pirated copy of The Mists of Avalon out of curiosity and after knowing what we know now about her, and fuck me as great as that book is in the abstract it is really hard going when you have the full context, genuinely uncomfortable and squicky the way horror fiction is meant to be and this was definitely not written as a horror novel). So yeah, Coraline, American Gods, Anansi Boys, Good Omens, which he did with Terry Pratchett are great stand alone fantasies and read them if you must but please for the love of god buy second hand, pirate or better still, shoplift a hard copy from your local non-independent big book chain retail store if you have to. Whatever it takes, just do not legally purchase a physical or digital copy because even if his numerous accusers are just money grabbing bitches who are exaggerating to fill their pockets (which funnily enough is exactly the same line taken by Rolf Harris about his accusers) if he only did the stuff that he’s admitted to himself, that cunt does not need nor deserve penny one of any residual sales from his work from now until the end of time. 

So with that out of the way, what to do? Like I do love Terry Pratchett and technically all his books in the Discworld series are stand alone but I’ve done a whole other long essay on here about him and his work which you can find here. The TL:DR being, if you’ve not read any of his stuff before, Small Gods, Guards Guards!, Wyrd Sisters or The Wee Free Men for younger and particularly female readers are all good.

Which brings us to someone who I am a massive fan of, haven’t written about on here before and at least to the best of my knowledge hasn’t fucked any of his twenty-something unpaid domestic servants and what I feel is the best jumping on point for him and his whole schtick

Best Served Cold by Joe Abercrombie

Joe, aka Lord Grimdark, writes much like David Gemmell, good straight up two fisted violent action adventure fantasy. For many people he’s the go to after they’ve read all the Game Of Thrones books. He, Like GRRM does morally dubious complex characters against a complicated and dark setting animated by a black humour (and he’s actually capable of finishing a series once he’s started so there’s that…). There are some horror elements and implied science behind the fiction so it's at least New Weird adjacent. I actually first heard of him through a hit piece by a highly strung traditional fantasy author kvetching about the turn away from fantasy with a firm Christian moral basis into the modern trend of nihilism. I can’t dig up the exact quote but it was something along the lines of: imagine if at then end of the Lord Of The Rings it turned out Gandalf was just as much of a dick as Sauron and only wanted the one ring destroyed so he could be the undisputed power in the land himself and Aragorn was just some useful dupe that he’d installed, to which my immediate response was That sounds dope as fuck, sign me up, and I have been on the Abercrombie train ever since, binging through everything he’d had out up to that point and reading every new book of his as they’ve released.

Joe writes in something like the traditional fantasy style, the main series set in the First Law universe is a trilogy, followed by three stand alone books set in other parts of the same shared world peripheral to the Union, the main setting of the first three, followed by a trilogy set a generation after and starring the children of some of the characters from the previous books and recurring characters from the stand-alones. As a fan and disciple of terry Pratchett he has purposefully written each book so that they really could stand alone and be read out of order, even the individual parts of the two trilogies, but probably better if you don’t tbh. No no, my recommendation is that if you just want to read one of these books to get a flavour of the world and see everything that Abercrombie can do as a writer go for the first of the three stand alone books Best Served Cold. Aside from a very light spoiler for some stuff at the end of the trilogy that doesn’t actually matter there’s nothing in here that’s going to take away from reading the previous books if you go back, hell one of the main POV characters from that trilogy shows up in one scene but its written delicately around it so you wouldn’t actually know unless you’ve read the previous books, but if you have it’s a lovely little Easter egg for you.

This is Abercrombie doing his take on the revenge thriller, it's his Count of Monte Christo or Kill Bill. It starts off our heroine(?) Monza Murcatto being defenestrated after seeing her twin brother murdered in front of her and left for dead by the Duke Orso for whom she’d been formerly employed as one of his top generals. She survives and gathers a rag tag bunch of misfits to seek her revenge, including a few characters you might have come across in the previous trilogy such as Caul Shivers, who shows up in basically every book in this setting aside from the first one and goes through one of the wildest character arcs in genre fiction, with this being the one he’s in the most and has his most pivotal moments. It also has fan favourite Nicomo Cosca, another memorable and well written character who runs the gamut from anti-hero, to hero to primary villain-antagonist in another of the books, though in this one he’s on the side of our main characters and very much on the hero part of that arc.

It’s a great meditation on the nature of revenge as what starts off as a righteous quest for vengeance gets increasingly murky as the collateral damage stacks up and Monza herself begins to doubt the validity of what she’s doing but also hammers home that once you start off on a certain path it can be very hard to get off.

This is Joe on absolute top form, the competence in his character work, world building and technical writing is off the scale. In the later part of the book there’s one of the most cleverly written sex scenes you’ll ever read, not just for the smut but for how he handles character perspectives. The action and battle sequences are characteristically visceral. There’s a great heist sequence. It’s just a good meal well served and you’re in the hands of a master.

And apparently there's talk of a film of this one in the works so if you want to get hipster points by getting in early and reading the novel so you can brag about it now's probably a good time :)

 

So there you go. If you’re looking to branch your reading into fantasy and don’t want to dive head first into a big chonky multi part book series that only starts getting really good 4 books in or whatever or may or may not at the time this is going out ever come to a conclusion, looking at you Patrick Rothfuss and GRRM, this should hopefully have given you something to chew on and possibly inspired you to take a peek at something listed above. I may or may not come back to this topic for there are indeed a few books of which I’m fond that would be considered stand alone fantasy that have been bubbling under and might have been in here if I’d read them more recently. Or I might do something about completed series / trilogies for people that liked A Song Of Ice and Fire and want something similar to get into while enduring the long and possibly unending wait for that next book. Lets just see where the mood takes me. Anyways, I hope you’ve enjoyed this, peace out and if you’ve read any of these and want to comment or especially if you’ve actually picked any of these up thanks to me do leave a comment or share, it would mean the world to me.

10 Great Fantasy Stand Alone Novels (part 1)

This is a thing I often see coming up on forums and Facebook groups dedicated to the fantasy genre. When one thinks of fantasy you tend to think of trilogies like the iconic Lord Of The Rings, big expansive series like The Wheel of Time, A Song Of Ice and Fire, Malazan The Book of The Fallen or even CS Lewis’s Narnia books which run to seven books. For people brought up on the genre who love it there’s nothing better than plugging your mind into someone else’s for an extended period of time, watching the world building unfold and getting nerdy about the lore. For many people though these big commitments are a little much of an ask, newer readers who might just be feeling their way into the genre, people who might not have as much reading time and many other people might just legitimately want a good stand alone book that can show off what the genre can do. 

So the question does often come up, and I’ve answered it enough times that I’ve settled on a list of ten solid rec’s that at least one of them should appeal to anyone who just wants a “one and done”. Some of these might be part of larger series or share universes and characters with other novels by the same author but are perfectly fine to read in isolation or out of sequence. I’m also going to give a short explanation of each, what people are looking for from a novel is going to vary so this is in the spirit of a fair heads up and much as why I rate them.

Some of these books are in my opinion among the best writing of any genre. They’ve ideas that will fire the imagination, prose writing comparable to the best of any literary fiction and some contain a sophisticated commentary on fantasy and the world in general.

So, in no particular order these are the first five:

 The Broken Sword by Poul Anderson.

This book is one cited by the noted fantasy author Michael Moorcock as Better Than Tolkien. In the context of the 60s when that statement was made, performatively dunking on the undisputed king of the genre was a spectator sport indulged in by the young revolutionaries working in the field who wanted to kick against the thing that very much defined the genre. It was a provocative statement then and will have many up in arms to this day, think Jonny Rotten’s “I Hate Pink Floyd” T.

But actually, the man has a point. Its interesting to compare with The Lord Of The Rings since they’re contemporaneous, the first editions of it and The Lord Of The Rings each dropping the same year, and they’re both original works of fantasy fiction that draw from the same well, the western European mythological canon and dark ages history. Whereas Tolkien takes inspiration from these works to create the complete world of Middle Earth with its own mythos, history, languages and even geology, what Anderson does is to read The Book of Invasions, Ulster Cycle, Mabinogion, Norse Mythology, the Sagas, Fairy Lore, The Tales of King Arthur etc. and treat them as a consistent and co existing Extended Universe and writes his own new story set at the end of the dark ages. As someone brought up on this stuff, to me it rings very authentic, it has the style, the feel and inhabits the morally ambiguous universe as the old pagan sources. Its also just a cracking read, much tighter than The Lord Of The Rings and many another which would try to imitate it.

It’s also of a certain historical significance in that it might be one of the earliest of the seminal genre works to be inspired by Joseph Campbell and Carl Jung, we’re talking a good decade before Earthsea and two before Star Wars. I’m not quite sure if those were direct conscious influences or just convergence from working with similar resources along the same lines but if you are familiar with The Heros Journey, the idea of archetypes and specifically The Shadow Self from Jung you’ll see that in it.

So yes, if you’re getting into fantasy and have read and enjoyed Tolkien and looking something else that might scratch that itch, maybe give it a go and see if you come to the same conclusion as Moorcock and myself. Conversely if you have read Tolkien and maybe weren’t so fussed and would prefer something similar that’s a bit darker and spicier this could be something you’ll enjoy.

 

The Third Policeman by Flann O’Brien

 This is some peak mid 20^th century Irish literary fantasy by one of the great unsung heroes of Irish literature. Flann, real name Brian Nolan, was a Dublin man who ran in the same literary and drinking circles as Brendan Behan and Patrick Kavanagh. Though overshadowed by them in posterity in terms of the quality and brilliance of his writing he was very much their equal, arguably Joyce’s true heir. The problem is that he didn’t have such an expansive literary output, or not for his fiction anyway, as he was a journalist and wrote a daily column under the name Myles Na Gopaleen which took up most of his creative energies and was in all fairness one of the most popular and widely read in its day. He did leave us with a couple of short but excellent books and The Third Policeman is the one I would consider the most accessible. It’s a novella length story of a strange young man who is what we might today term a sociopathic incel that after plotting and carrying out a robbery with an associate finds himself in circumstances stranger than himself as he wanders into a distorted surreal version of the Irish countryside. Its kind of funny but also kind of horrifying. I’m not sure how appealing that sounds but I think the best way I could sell it is that it is beyond trippy, a fairy story for adults that will do things to your head you would normally need chemical assistance for, which is interesting since as far as we know O’Brien never indulged in anything more psycho active than the sup, which he was very into by all accounts. It counts amongst its fans Alan Moore and Blindboy Boatclub, the latter of who’s mother prays to the shade of O’Brien’s brother on his behalf for his continued literary success. It’s a short enough and quick enough read that I don’t want to give up the goods re the plot beyond what I have but lets just say that one of the most memorable sequences involves a dialectic of fractal infinity in the form of a series of little boxes each a perfect copy of the other and each fitting into the other perfectly until we reach the material limitations of the tools by which reality is perceived and manipulated. I mean if that alone isn’t appealing, I don’t know what to tell you.

 

Wizard Of the Pigeons by Megan Lindholm

This is an urban fantasy (and one of the seminal works that brought that subgenre into popularity) by the author who is much better known for writing epic high fantasy under her other pen name Robin Hobb. As Hobb she’s one of the big dogs of the modern fantasy genre along with George R R Martin, her Realm Of The Elderlings series in particular being one of the ones rec’d to people who liked ASOIAF and want something else to get stuck into, and its actually finished. This earlier work is as good as any of her better known stuff and has many of the qualities that make her epics great. She’s a great world builder and in this instance she captures her home city of Seattle of the early 80s.

If you’re familiar with the Terry Gilliam film The Fisher King you’ll be in familiar territory (like “very familiar” to the point where I’m surprised that no legal action was taken or even mooted) in that it’s an ambiguous fantasy whose phantasmagorical elements might just be the hallucinatory subjectivity of a psychotic unhoused person. The character writing is strong, the titular Wizard is a compelling and tragic figure who we feel and suffer along with as he uses his “cunning insight” (making him a true Wizard in the original sense of the word, a “Wise-ard” / wise man rather than someone in a pointy hat who can cast spells) to navigate the urban jungle much as you do with Hobb’s protagonists over the much longer stretches of her blockbuster series. There’s a strong anti-war subtext in that the wisdom the character has was hard won through being away to a traumatising war experience, a life hard lived ever since and deep connection to the psychogeography of the city.

 Tigana by Guy Gavriel Kay

 Kay started his career in fantasy at the top as an associate of and worker for the Tolkien estate who would become with his own work one of those along with Tad Williams who would quietly revolutionise the genre in the 80s by bringing a critical and modernist sensibility into high fantasy. This particular story inspired by IRL cultural genocide (Kay cites Translations by Brien Friel, a play about the culture wars over the Irish language) it has one of the great central premises in the genre. An evil wizard – conqueror casts a spell to erase the name of an entire people from the collective cultural memory in a fit of pique after a particularly bloody act of defiance by them sees his son die in battle. Our heroes are essentially nationalist revolutionaries on a quest to rise the people in rebellion and break the spell so that the name of their country; ‘Tigana’, can be heard once again. You cannot tell me that if Bibi had wizard powers he wouldn’t be pulling this type of shit, like the Zionist lobby are doing essentially this with their insistence that “Palestine” was made up by the USSR in the 1960s. It’s a good rollicking fantasy yarn but this premise gives it thematic heft often lacking elsewhere in the genre. It is complex. Our “heroes” will sometimes do things that are of dubious ethicality for the cause, make great sacrifices of themselves or just fuck other people over. One of our POV characters becomes tragically enamoured with the antagonist, as some subjugated people do with their oppressors. Also, as someone who has studied modern history and was introduced to Carlo Ginzburg’s work in my 101 class at uni the bit where it segues into The Night Battles for a little bit was just *chef’s kiss*.

The Iron Dragon’s Daughter by Micheal Swannick

A human child called Jane is taken to the land of faerie. A changeling, she becomes a child slave labourer in a place that makes the titular Iron Dragons. She will escape and eventually pose as a student in the faerie high school, which bears an uncanny resemblance to the modern high school of the late 1980s, gets a bit into some bad habits, as you do at that age, sex, partying, shoplifting, you know, typical teenage stuff. She’ll even go beyond that to Faerie university to do STEM (Alchemy) all guided by the ineluctable and sinister force of the Iron Dragon. 

We’re into some very deep and for my money well executed 'fantasy as social-commentary' here along the lines of Buffy The Vampire Slayer. The Dragon factory is a shitty ununionized sweatshop, not unlike the “Special Economic Zones” in China or labour conditions in general in the tiger economies of South East Asia that were coming into greater public knowledge at the time, the high school beauty queen gets to be the top girl in her year before being Wickerman’d at homecoming, The Iron Dragon becomes the ambient corruption and environmental degradation innate to capitalist development, he has the local pixies doing their own Guerra Sucia at one point just so he can stock up on his fossil fuel reserves.

So this is clever stuff and as with the other books I’ve recommended, the clever world building is only there to add to and accentuate what is a cracking story and a good read. Taking Jane past the usual fantasy-bildungsroman trappings into adulthood is a nice touch, the relationship between Jane and the Dragon Melanchthon is one of the most interesting and memorable in literature. Its one I would be judicious in who I would recommend it to since it appears as a YA / kids book at first but really isn’t. What it is is extremely compelling and sometimes challenging, I don't want to give away the ending or anything but lets just say that there's a sequence late on which is reminiscent of the end of 2001 in being pointedly abstract and "trippy" in both the literal transportative sense and the other.

This book is also typically my answer to "if you could see any novel made into TV or a film what would it be". I would personally love to see it done with a load of animatronic puppets representing the faeries, like literally getting Jim Henson's creature workshop and Cosgrove Hall in on the production and shooting it on the sort of analogue video tapes they did all the latter's Narnia and The Borrowers adaptions to give it that '80s kids TV retro feel with only Jane and maybe the various incarnations of Testigus and the Baldwynn played by actual people. At least that's the way it comes through in my head when I'm reading it and maybe yours too if you think that sounds at all cool or interesting.

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So that is all for the time being. The next one of these will include my favourite living author’s masterwork along with more of the best fantasy writing of modern times.

Cartoons Revolutionary Socialists should watch with their kids: The Return

When the mainline of a particular modern cartoon series was due to finish because of an early cancellation back in 2018, 7 years ago now (notwithstanding the four subsequent feature length episodes that delivered the real denouement to the series or the explicitly for adults sequel/successor that is currently in its second season) I made a bold claim on my socials. That was that the show in its entirety constituted one of the great works of narrative art of the modern age and ought to be studied in future years, centuries, millennia even the way we now study Shakespeare’s Theatre, The Canterbury Tales, Beowulf, The Táin etc. It was a bit of an extreme take but I stand by it now as firmly as I did then, even more so considering the excellence of the subsequent material from the team attached to the IP. 

So, before we get into the “whys” of all of that, lets have a quick word about why I’m writing about this now.

Fans of the blog may recall that in the distant past we had an occasional series wherein I would do a quick breakdown of children’s animated series and films from or adjacent to my own youth that contained progressive, even revolutionary, leftist themes and ideas. Little did I know in 2012 not having children of my own that the world of children’s entertainment was going through a minor revolutionary upheaval of its own.

What I had intended to do was after the most recent of these (name link) was to do a couple more and then finish on a particular series that wasn’t remotely political but had an incredible surrealist chaotic tip to it that I very much enjoyed and vibed to when I was a child. Unfortunately the creator and show runner of the series was subsequently outed as a creep of the highest order and I can no longer in good conscience support or platform any of their work. I wouldn’t even say the name of the person or the work that they are synonymous with. 

It was a blow and something that took a while getting over. Knowing that was on the horizon didn’t make me feel much like coming back to the series, even though it was one that I liked doing and a small part of the reason why this thing is so sparse. 

That said, we have up until a few years ago been living through what will probably come to be seen as a golden age in children and young adults animated media, especially long form episodic series for the small screen. From about the start of the 2010s to a few years ago when the Cartoon Network that was arguably the driving force for this shuttered, there was a marked spike in the quality and variety of these shows. The whole story of what this was and what happened to essentially kill it are a whole story and too long a one for me to want to go into right now, a post for another time probably. Suffice to say that I have got enough things to talk about to potentially keep me going for some time.

To begin with I’d like to start with what is in my opinion the best of these series, and also the foundational one of the era. It has proven to be both a masterpiece in itself and also a training ground for many other creators who would go on to do their own works which I will also be covering in future instalments.

So what time is it? 

Adventure Time!

(So at this point in these articles I usually split things into three sections, What’s It About, Why Its Good and What the kids will hopefully take from it. I have found that with Adventure time giving a reasonably explanation for what its about inevitably leads into explaining the others so I’ll just get stuck in)

Initially at least Adventure Time is about the adventures of Finn the Human and his stretchy dog Jake. They live in a tree house in the grasslands of the land of Ooo. The nearest civilisation is the Candy Kingdom where the candy people live ruled by the Princess Bubblegum with whom Finn has a romantic interest. There’s a Vampire Queen called Marceline who the MCs become friends with, along with other characters like Tree Trunks the elderly cute little elephant and the seemingly superficial valleygirl-accented Lumpy Space Princess. Their main antagonist is the Ice King, an Ice Wizard who likes to steal princesses who Finn and Jake inevitably rescue. Most of the stories in the first season are very simple stand alone fables, very straight forwards and just looking to entertain. The show is for young children but pitched in a way that any adults watching will get a good laugh out of the humour. 

That’s how it all starts, at some point though things start getting more complex. During the production of season one the tale grows in the making, an episode suggests that the world is not just a whacky fantasy that happens to have one human in it, but that it’s a post-apocalyptic wasteland on earth some centuries past a catastrophic “Mushroom War”. Between seasons 1 and 2 it’s decided that the silliness in the first season is actually building a world with a consistent cannon. Locations are returned to, throwaway gags become or are retconned into setup for stuff that happens seasons later. There is a subtle shift in the writing in that the characters start getting fleshed out and dimensions to otherwise pretty simple archetypes get added. The Ice King gets a backstory and becomes one of the richest and most interesting characters in the show. 

This MF'r

Around season 3 you start getting episodes that aren’t focused on Finn and Jake. Thank You is the first one of these and is told almost completely visually. We start getting episodes that are explorations of different ideas and concepts that the writers find interesting. As the series progresses the complexity in all senses levels up each year. It basically grows up with its audience. You get episodes in the late run that go from one week being an exploration of big brands and consumer capitalism to Crowleian Hermeneutics the next. Finn grows onscreen physically from the start, getting drawn a little bit physically larger as the early seasons progress. The voice actor was a literal child himself at the start, you can literally hear his voice breaking. The character also develops emotionally as we go on too. Some of the plots of the early episodes play his naivety and youthful enthusiasm and immaturity as a positive, in season three towards the end we get My Way which is a corrective to this and he learns that his particular approach isn’t always the best and that’s okay. This stays as part of Finn for the duration. Finn’s ongoing quest for romantic partnership is an ongoing feature of the show as well as his quest for identity as the apparently last human in a world thriving with other forms of life become drivers of the overarching season-long stories that we get later on. Marceline’s centuries long backstory which ties in to a lot of the backstory of the world itself is filled out in a 7-parter that is partially based on some of the major arcana of the Tarot and is some of the finest storytelling in the animated format ever. The real main antagonist of the series gets unleashed and our heroes end up travelling across space and time and into other dimensions to fight it. Jake becomes a Dad and the trials and travails of fatherhood become a feature of his story line. BMO, the cute little robot character that lives with Finn and Jake has a psychotic break. There’s a handful of episodes that are legit short horror and genuinely unsettling. 

We get episodes that are shorts compilations where you have to guess the theme that connects each of them. There’s the Fionna and Cake episodes where the characters are gender swapped. There’s even one of the shorts episodes set in the gender swapped universe where there’s a gag involving layers upon layers of layers of abstraction that is as mind blowing as it is hilarious.

The ruling classes, as per Adventure Time

The general sensibility behind Adventure Time is not quite overtly socialist but it is definitely anti-capitalist. Jake, when explaining how society works to Finn opines in a typically abstracted way what is a not unreasonable rendering primitive accumulation and the rise of the ruling class and the law in a way that is readily understandable to the target audience:

"The laws ain’t made to help earthy cats like us… Here on our planet, back in the old days—back in the real old days—it was just every man for hisself, scrooblin' and scrat-scrobblin' for the good stuff, the greenest valleys, and scrat-scrobblin'. And the strongest, meanest men got the best stuff. They got the green valleys and were like, "The rest of you, y'all scrats get sand. And that’s when they made the laws you see."

Jake The Dog, Season 6 Episode 12 ‘Ocarina’

The whole thing is definitely very much animated by a left liberal-hippy ethos. It is feminist, it’s very much pitched against the toxic masculinity you get in standard hero narratives. It’s very queer friendly, there’s a canonically homosexual relationship which builds from the midpoint of the series onwards. There's a lot of environmentalist messaging in certain parts too.

If you’re starting to watch it as a young-ish kid around the time of season 1 or 2 you were essentially growing up with the show. This is why I would personally recommend for any adults I know with young children that if you are going to follow my advice here and watch it with your kids that you stagger the seasons. I feel like if you’re starting off with it with children who are age appropriate for the first couple of seasons the later seasons are going to be a bit too weird and abstract, unless they’re precociously smart and this is the thing that’s going to unlock their media literacy for the rest of their lives, which it well could. If you’re starting with kids who are the right age for the later seasons they might bounce off the earlier more kiddie stuff in the first couple. This is why I would also personally advise you to get it on physical. The one legal streaming service that its on in the UK at least butchers or outright bans some of the episodes that have some of the darker or more implicitly adult humour. This shouldn’t be an issue for the home releases, though do check since some of the UK release randomly miss important episodes. 

There are 10 seasons of varying length and 4 40+ minute short films that fill out the run. These last were originally broadcast out of order, though they stand alone pretty well and it doesn’t quite matter what order they’re done in as long as you finish on Together Again as that was clearly intended as the capstone and canonical end of the series as it ties up Finn and Jake’s story and the themes of the whole show. 

We also got a spin off series called Fionna and Cake about the gender swapped universe that is explicitly for adults. It’s great, again it levels up in real time with the original audience of Adventure Time. It starts off in something approaching the real world with a 20-somethig Fionna living in a crappy apartment in an unnamed city with a seemingly perfectly normal cat going from one bullshit job to another. By the time we get to Ooo we see things we didn’t get to see in the show, like the characters bleeding after a fight and using money. The second episode is a self-conscious criticism and deconstruction of one episode from the old series about dealing with trauma. It is clever and playful as the show was at its best and is thankfully currently ongoing. I probably wouldn’t recommend it to anyone over 15 though.

That’s about as much as I think I can or want to say without going into too much granular detail. If I feel like it I might come back to the well and do some deep dive on particular episodes, like the aforementioned one about brands that is essentially No Logo condensed into a ten minute mostly silent childrens cartoon, or the Scrat Scroblin’. I really hope I haven’t over egged the more complex or adult elements of the show to the point where people have the impression that it goes too far or is ever not child friendly. For all of that it never stops being bright and funny. Even the horror episodes tend to end on a joke. It helps that each episode only runs for ten minutes. I think anyone whatever age will get a lot out of it.

"Comics" and "Graphic Novels", definitions

 It started innocently enough. Someone on a forum I'm on just asked the question as to what the terms meant and what the difference was in the context of a discussion of a particular genre (horror in that instance) and while it does seem like a fairly simple thing to ask and explain, to do so actually requires a little bit of digging into the history of the art-form and strikes at a fundamental issue with it, i.e.  that in spite of four decades of a counter cultural movement in its favour for recognition many still see it as an innately childish genre.

Its also a question I've seen asked and have personally answered many times before so this post to my own blog is essentially so I have the answer down in one place handy to send to the next person who asks.

The preferred term is sequential art. We're talking about a series of pictures, anything from two to potentially infinity, arranged in a specific order to express something, like to tell a story or invoke a feeling or idea. This might or might not also include text though usually does. The general public however have been calling this art form "comics" for more than a century. This comes from when news papers would have short 2-4 panel "comic strips" (so called because they were typically meant to be amusing diversions from the daily news, and aka The Funnies) alongside the text, which some enterprising publishers started putting into "comic books" to sell on their own without the accompanying news articles etc.

Although this came to encompass may other genre, popular ones being horror, war, crime, romance and of course Superheros, "comic books" still stuck for the format. In most of the english speaking world these were and remained popular from the 20s onwards. In the 1950s there was a bizarre moral panic in the United states about juvenile delinquency and the effects of these comic books on the fragile minds of the youth which led to congressional hearings and the industry shitting itself and self-censoring anything that wasn't explicitly for children (this would be repeated elsewhere in the anglosphere by Communist Party front organisations, and if that sounds like I'm crazy or making this up, I fucking wish). This killed off most of everything except superhero comics put out by the Big 2, who would become DC and Marvel who instituted the Comics Code, which committed them to not put out anything remotely adult or even YA.

This state of affairs would continue for decades (in the English speaking world, South America, Continental Europe and most notably Japan always had and continue to have thriving varied comics scenes), with some exceptions in the underground and indie press. What happened eventually, to really simplify things, was writers who came up through 2000AD in Britain from the counterculture, starting with Alan Moore would give the entire industry a huge shot in the arm and actually write for the big American publishers with a level of sophistication and a subversive ethos that was lacking. It was still superhero stuff but they were bringing the psychedelia and the punk attitude, and some technical innovations to the storytelling itself. This eventually got picked up by the mainstream media who coined the term "Graphic Novel" to differentiate stuff like Watchmen and The Dark Knight Returns from the kiddie shit, long soap operas with guys in pyjamas and capes beating each other up. It would also get applied to Maus and retroactively to previous attempts to do more adult work in the medium, like A Contract With God.

Also, in most mainstream book retailers something you'll see labelled and sold as Graphic Novels collections of works originally sold as individual issues of 24 page comic books where a complete story line or "arc" that tells a relatively self contained narrative is put into one volume. In the west these are more precisely referred to as Trade Paper Backs or TPBs, though that's an industry term and Graphic Novel or comic are as good as any. I only really include it here for the sake of completion. In Manga culture when you see the similar thing of serialised stories taken out of their respective periodicals (Manga tend to be sold in huge compilations, a bit like 2000AD but much larger, Shonen  Jump and Animage being two important ones) some like to use the Japanese word Tankebon.

Personally I use sequential art as much as I can but only where appropriate, its the correct term but is really only known to those already acquainted. Most of the time though I'll use Comics as its what most people know. I don't like "Graphic Novel" except when specifically referring to something that has been written in a long format to tell a single contained story, i.e. like a novel, because there's an implied snobbery and hierarchy over mere "comics".

Things I Enjoyed in 2024

 

Having made and successfully kept my New Years resolution of last year (which I’ll get onto) this years is to write more and actually use the blog. Even if at this point blogging is a dead art form and nobody is reading this stuff or likely to make me even a modicum of “internet-famous”, it’ll at least alleviate the mild guilt I feel about not having written. This is essentially just for me, but I hope it’ll be something at least a couple of people might get something out of. 

This is going to take the format of a SuperEyepatchWolf season roundup video. Maybe not as good (I wish I had the work ethic that guy has tbh). This is really more about cataloguing and recording where I am with certain things. It will contain a mixture of things that are brand new in the sense that they came out this year, as well as a few things that will be noted as such that came out in previous years but I only got to experience this year for the first time.

In No Order:

Gaming:

So I’ve kind of stopped playing new computer games. I got back into gaming over the pandemic, got a PS4, played everything I’d been hearing about and wanting to play for years. It was great, but before the start of last year I kind of ran right out of steam. All I want out of games now is something diverting I can do with my hands while I listen to the sort of podcasts I actually want to listen to beginning to end and not use as a sleep aid. I’m still playing Streets of Rage 4, always the Survival Mode from the DLC where you have one life and have to fight your way through increasing hordes of enemies in an enclosed environment while levelling up your core attributes or adding buffs to types of attacks. I’m also playing a cheap Pool simulator (its just Pool in an Unreal 4 engine) and Slay The Spire. To this I have very recently added Balatro, a game with Poker and making poker hands at its core. 

I did get back briefly into playing Magic The Gathering on Arena for a couple of months but that software is a piece of janky shit that after a certain update just became crash-y and unusable on both the devices I was using it on, and is basically unplayable on a mobile phone anyway, like how small the text is makes it functionally unusable unless you already know the cards by the cover art and don’t need to read what anything does. Yeah you fucked up there Wizards, you could have had me back suckling on your milky duds for the odd fix that beating up on people from across the world at Magic can give me, but you bollocksed it.

Podcasts:

Yeah I ought to say what podcasts I’ve been into listening to while gaming since I literally just mentioned they’re my entire reason for continuing to game. Chapo Trap House, I don’t agree 100% with everything they say but we hate a lot of the same things and they are genuinely good crack. They called the US election correctly and their coverage of the proceedings has been sterling in terms of making that whole mess explicable to someone like me over here with the rest of the world looking on at the absolute mess happening over there. TrashFuture, a podcast with a similar bent and humour but by queer Brits. The Only Podcast About Movies, slightly lighter fare but good analytical takes on mostly contemporary cinema. I also like, though don’t listen to quite as much as I did, RevLeftRadio – a Marxist podcast on a variety of subjects including; History, Current Affairs, Theory, Philosphy, Esoterica and hosted by a Canadian Maoist called Brett with a blessedly ecumenical approach to intra-left factionalism.

The ones I do listen to for sleep I do so not because they are boring or anything (it actually has to be interesting or it won’t hold my conscious attention, which is part of the trick I’m playing on myself), but because they are soothing and not likely to get me angry or excitable the way listening to stuff about politics generally will. These include; The Blindboy podcast - which I’ve been on since pretty early in the day, Ghibliotheque, A Podcast About Studio Ghibli - but has actually come to encompass all sorts of animated media and this year has covered the works of Makoto Shinkai, Linklaters animated films and the work of Nick Park, and The French Whisperer ASMR. Ghost Notes, a podcast broadly about music of all sorts from the two guys that do the Polyphonic and 12tone Youtube channels is the real best of both of those projects and the guys bounce off each other nicely.

YouTube:

This seems to follow on neatly from talking about Podcasts. Feels like I’m not coming across many new channels that are really grabbing my attention but I’ve got more than enough established favourites now to eat up as much of my spare time as I can throw at it. Novarra Media continues to be a good news resource. Iconic early video-essayist Every Frame a Painting returned after an 8 year hiatus with a whopping two new videos over four months, and it being an oldschool Youtube channel, these have been ten and five minutes respectively. Better than nothing, still great quality, one can hardly complain. 

Overly Sarcastic Productions and Extra Credits / Extra History continue to be an absolute joy in terms of delivering a weekly fix of good informative history and media-analysis. Red of OSP (the team don’t use real names, just colours like in Reservoir Dogs) is an absolute super-star, like if I could get to live in a house and hang out and just have the crack all day with anyone off the internet right now it would be Red by miles, hands down. 

Super Eyepatch Wolf, my distant cousin (maybe) whom I’ve already mentioned, continues to be one of the best things on the platform. I only saw his guest appearance on the Trash Taste Podast (not to be confused with Trash Future, a different trashy thing altogether) this year for the first time and it was an absolute joy and also got me into watching their stuff again which I had done in the past but bounced off for some reason. 

Fiq The Signifier's ongoing coverage of and eventual long form video essay on the Kendrick V Drake Beef that went on last spring and summer was absolutely magnificent. 

The Leftist Cooks, only managed 4 essays this year, fair enough considering they managed to conceive and birth a child between them and their essays are all feature length these days. Still killing it, really insightful and heartfelt with a lot of intellectual heft. This is maybe best exemplified in the video essay where they announce their good news itself, that sends Neil into a deep dive on the topic of anti-natalism to the point where he writes a book length refutation of David Benatar that you can buy from their patreon. Based.

Georg Rockall-Schmidt, the man is out here doing gods work. Some media analysis, just him talking movies or about stuff on TV with a reasonable amount of anti-corporate videos where he just goes ham on some particular set of capitalist bastards, be they Shein, Temu, The Sacklers, American Healthcare in general. I’m living for how snarky my boy is.

Less on the political side, the music channel Trash Theory (again, not to be confused with either Trash Future or Trash Taste) continues to be one of the most consistently entertaining and informative things on the platform. Its kind of a 90s nostalgia channel but he does cover other eras and some contemporary music. He always sounds genuinely enthused about whatever it is he's covering,  in a way that brings you along with him even if you're not mad into whatever the topic is yourself.

Music:

(Sigh). Y’know. I’ve not been on top of music at all. I’ve barely listened to anything new. I think when I stopped DJing or their being any prospect of me DJing much ever again, even for myself or to post online, that just lost my focus on finding new stuff. What I have been listening to, Cerys Matthews and Mark Radcliffe’s Blues and Folk shows on BBC Radio 2, Sherelle’s Saturday night shows on Radio 6 and other random bits and pieces on the BBC digital radio stations which I’ll generally have on as background when I’m doing my breakfast or dinner.

I loved the ØXN debut LP that came out in 2023. ØXN are a side project by Radie and the other non-Lynch member of Lankum that is if anything even darker and more Lankum-y than Lankum itself. I missed opportunities to get to see them play live this year, I literally didn’t make any festivals this year, to my shame.

What I did enjoy also that was actually from this year was Chelsea Wolfe’s latest album She Reaches Out to She where she’s still bringing the dark doom-metal-y goodness but has gone more industrial and a little trip-hop-y. She played Belfast on the tour for this one and I did get to see her, and she was great.

I did manage to get to a fair few nights and gigs about Belfast, and over to Glasgow with my sister to see Max Cooper’s big AV show. I think the best one might well have been getting to see Caribou live in the Telegraph building, which luckily for me has now been immortalised forever as it was a Boiler Room event.

TV: 

I’ve been on quite an animation tip this year. I’ve managed to finally get around to Star Vs The Forces of Evil and Amphibia on Disney as well as the masterful OK KO, Lets Be Heros!, of which I will not say too much other that they were really good since a couple of them may or may not feature on the return of a regular segment that has long been in hiatus on this corner of the internet. Arcane came through with a second and final season which while not quite up to the standard set by season one still fucking well kills dead near enough any other western animation series. 

I watched and mostly enjoyed The Dragon Prince, like I only started it this year not knowing that the final season was dropping in December. If I’d have known it was written by the Avatar The Last Airbender (which I did rewatch and loved all over again) team I probably would have got to it sooner tbh. If has what are for me some rough edges, the world is nowhere near as interesting or unique as Avatar, its just some guys DnD campaign – which is fine just not that original, I don’t like the occasional segues into goofy naturalistic dialogue. The tone shifts are jarring, to me at least, but not enough that I bounced off. It also falls for some ball achingly obvious tropes in storytelling. Its actually decent though and worth seeing. The animation style is really class, really pleasing to see something in 3d that is that old and doesn’t look like ass.

Speaking of tone shifts and a “some guys DnD campaign” setting, The Legend of Vox Machina was a whole heap of fun once again. The tone shifts were seamless and yes, this is literally a DnD Campaign turned into a series but they nailed the transition its just great fun.

Anime; I feel like I’ve rinsed the well of classics from the OVA era that I would care about. At least until Angel’s Egg makes it back to the big screens (maybe this year?). I have actually been enjoying some new stuff. NGL, those are some really basic picks for those in the know and will probably appear on most if not all anime commentators Best Of The Year lists. I will mostly just watch a small selection of the stuff I think sounds interesting from the handful of people I follow in the space and maybe see getting recommended on my socials. I’m not out here seeking out the really obscure stuff, I don’t think they still make much of the type of anime I like anymore, but the odd thing that filters through I get a lot of joy from.

Dan De Dan is one of the big anime series of this year and its not hard to see why. On paper the plot my make it appear to be more typical shonen weeb trash but it was done by Science Saru, the studio led by the guy that did Mind Game and who also did the Devilman Cry-Baby series a few years back. It scratches that itch for the genuinely unhinged shit that Anime has been lacking for a while. 

I really liked Frieren: Beyond The Journeys End, a very meditative and mostly glacially slowly paced fantasy series about an Elf mage who is, as elves are in fantasy, extremely long  lived, going on immortal that does have some great high fantasy magical combat in it but is mostly about the idea of human connections and what its like to live long enough to see your mates live and die while you stay essentially the same person. 

Less serious but equally good (better imo), Delicious In Dungeon. Like some of the other stuff I’ve been talking about it’s a very DnD-esque setting but it dares to ask questions that DnD players rarely ask in these last 50 odd years of the game, like what does dragon taste like? Does a gelatinous cube have any vitamins and minerals or is it just empty calories? Are the giant mushroom monsters that you have to fight some times going to kill you or get you high if you try to eat them or are they just a good source of zinc to the weary dungeon-crawling murder-hobo? You wouldn’t ear a person, probably not an Orc either but would Merefolk be more like fish or people, and is it ok to eat them? Its really just a good sprawling adventure fantasy with some great characters and also some interesting dissections of the notions of taboo and the value of good nutrition.

In terms of live TV, yeah there’s been some fire stuff out there. Something I only watched for the first time this year though it’s been out for a while; Wu Tang: An American Saga with the kid from the middle section of Moonlight as RZA I found and watched earlier in the year. Yeah it takes some liberties with the truth and leaves some stuff out for dramatic purposes (like RZA and ODB both had kids by the time the main plot starts, this does not come up at all) but it does their whole story and schtick really well. There’s three seasons, the third season isn’t quite as good just because the story itself IRL is less compelling than the coming together and coming up of these outsiders from Staten Island, seeing them get rich and famous and fall out with each other is not nearly as much fun. We are spared seeing Ason’s fall into madness and self destruction though that does somewhat hang over the narrative its not handled in a way that’s prurient or anything. 

Say Nothing, is yet another somewhat controversial take on actual historical events. This is about Sinn Fein / The Provos, the Finucane murders and the life of Dolours price. It managed to recreate the old Divis tower block accurately enough, down to the vibe, that it retraumatised my Mum who lived there during the events dramatized in the series. It’s good seeing something made about here with that sort of attention to detail and period accuracy, that also treats all sides reasonably fairly. Like there’s literal Gerry Adams in there as a low-key villain in the piece and he’s not some sort of moustache twirling cartoon. Shame that they blew a lot of the good will in a completely unnecessary plot point in the last episode that only seems to be in there for the sake of a Bad TV Writing climactic reveal involving one of the few players in the narrative that’s still alive and as I write is in the process of suing Disney. Worth watching in spite of all that.

The new series of Interview With A Vampire kept up the quality of the first and was if anything even better than the first. That show does a lot right, the fifth episode about the circumstances of the actual first interview that fills in a lot of Molloy’s character and story was just edge of the seat stuff from beginning to end. Like if you know the book or the film, you know exactly what happens to Claudia and Louis in Paris and you just spend the season waiting for the other shoe to drop, but this was unique to the series (afaik) and made for really gut-wrenching emotive TV. 

Books:

I was mostly using Duolingo to learn gaeilgé in my down time this year. I got the paid version after getting my first bit of paid work of the year and have finished the Irish course (standard Irish though, not Ulster unfortunately). That and The Mists Of Avalon being a long slog, and not just because of the length of the book or the writing style (see my review), I didn't really get reading nearly as much this year as usual. I did hit my years reading goals of finishing the three series I'd stated in the previous couple by reading the final books in the series. These were Children of Memory by Adrian Tchaikovsky (a good cap to the trilogy but the first book definitely rocks the others, okay to read on its own), Ancillary Mercy, which finishes the trilogy out well but doesn’t add a whole lot to the last ones in terms of world building and Emperor of Emperors by Guy Gavriel Kay which is the second of his books about Sarantium, the Byzantium of his fictional universe that runs analogous to our own medieval and ancient history but isn’t and so gives him license to tinker with the world building and throw in some magic and supernatural elements. It was pretty good, probably best read straight after part one Sailing To Sarantium and not a year-ish apart like I did it. 

Other things I read and liked included Piranesi by Susanna Clarke, the latest Blindboy Boatclub collection Topographia Hibernica which only came out 2023, and the collection of shorts by Norman Spinrad from the 1960s No Direction Home.

Comics / graphic novels, wise I read Bone for the first time. Its cool, like very a typical high fantasy that just happens to have three Fleischer Bros. / Old Disney cartoon characters as the Hobbits that bungle their way into the scenario. I also started Berserk, completed the first volume of the big over-sized collected editions just before the end of the year. I am already digging the vibe and we’re only just getting to what most people agree is The Good Bit, the first part of The Golden Age is what that edition finishes on.

Best book though was Bury Your Gays by Chuck Tingle. A new book from this year that is not his first non-Tingler as in actual proper novel but is the first one I’ve read and its incredibly good. Easily as good an exploration of Queer people’s relationship with certain types of media and place in that media as I Saw The TV Glow (which tbf I also liked a lot, even if it didn’t make my top 10). The prose is a constant pleasure, readable while also being wry and funny, scary or disturbing where it needs to be. It has a lot of heart in it too. Its also low-key based AF, as in the subtext is almost pure Marxism. I’m not sure if that’s exactly where Chuck is coming from but I see it and even if unconscious its definitely in there.

Movies:

I already have a top ten for the year up on my Letterboxd. Just to reiterate what I said there, Kneecap was my favourite of the year closely followed by The Substance. When I get to my favourites of this decade these will definitely both be in there. I am very much the target audience of Kneecap, or course I’m going to love it. I have been semi-adjacent to that life in my own city for parts of my own, some of the stuff in the film literally happened to my mates, I’ll not say what so as not to implicate anyone living or dead but it is very close to my heart, even if I know for a fact that they aren’t the complete spides they make themselves out to be or the best rappers on the local scene (though they are definitely the best at doing it bilingually and best at promoting themselves). The Substance gave me everything my body-horror loving degenerate arse could ever wish for in a film, a very straight-forwards feminist allegory that goes bat shit in the last act and is really gross, people were leaving. People left my showing like 20 minutes before the end, that never happens but they must have just been like “yeah I’m already two hours into this thing and we are close to the end but this is already way past my comfort zone and is just going to get worse from here – I’m out”. Normally I would decry such behaviour as weakness but in this case I say fair play to those people. It did just keep getting worse.

We had a lot of other great films this year, see the list. A few of the big Awards-bait movies from last year that dropped in January here were, right enough, some of the best most interesting, medium pushing and generally great films of the year, Poor Things, Zone of Interest, All Of Us Strangers, The Holdovers really had us spoiled. It was a good year for horror - Oddity, Longlegs, In A Violent Nature, Stop Motion. Big Popcorn actioners gave us Furiosa: A Mad Max Story, Dune 2 and Deadpool Vs Wolverine (which was essentially a Zucker Brothers screwball comedy set in the current Marvel comic book movie landscape). Not such a good year imo for animated features, 2022 and 2023 really had us spoiled, but The First Slam Dunk was very enjoyable, we got a new Wallace and Gromit film which was awesome and my favourite animated film of the year Robot Dreams was an absolute joy. It was though a good year for Irish cinema. I’ve already sung Kneecap’s praises (did I mention just how viscerally funny it all is? No? Well it’s hilarious), but we also did have Small Things Like These and That They May Face The Rising Sun, which was incredible and will hopefully bring John McGahern’s legacy and work to a new generation of people across the world.

 

I think that just about covers everything I feel it’s necessary to say. As I said up top I’m trying to get back into updating this thing a bit more regularly. I have a steady enough job now I could see going for a wee while that could give me the sort of schedule I could see myself building a decent routine around that might lead to me being able to do more writing. Here’s hoping anyway so watch this space.